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My bottom felt so bare and vulnerable as he hiked one leg up higher and angled my hips as if he wanted to make it more of a target. I reached back, spreading my fingers wide and covering my ass as much as I could, but the same hand that was holding my hips in place wound around my wrists and pinned them behind my back.
“You can’t mean to do this,” I began.
“What am I about to do, little one?” he mused, and I hated how the low rumble of his voice made my body ignite with desire. My clit throbbed with greedy need, and I did my best to push it aside, but it grew increasingly difficult.
When I didn’t respond right away, he repeated the question. His palm settled on my left bottom cheek pointedly, and the air rushed out of my lungs with a heated flush. My face pinkened, and I closed my eyes, chewing the inside of my cheek as my body tightened.
My muscles clenched, and the memory of this morning washed over me. My bottom hole tightened instinctively, and there was the slightest aching twinge that went along with it. His fingers squeezed my cheek roughly, and I cleared my throat, rushing to respond before he decided to do something rash.
“Punish me?” I tried, my voice coming out sounding small and innocent, rather than strong and brave like I would have preferred.
“Be more specific, babygirl,” he scolded.
I felt a complex surge of emotions coursing through my veins. His authority over me, his demanding presence, it all stirred a potent mixture of desire and defiance within. I couldn’t deny the electric charge that pulsed through me, the way my heart raced as he asserted his dominance over me. It was infuriating and intoxicating all at the same time. My desire, like an ever-smoldering ember, flared to life under the weight of his firm tone.
“You can’tsp… spa… spankme,” I stammered, having extreme difficulty getting the word out of my mouth. That single syllable felt like pulling teeth to get out, and once it was, my stomach was a whirlwind of twisting anxiety and nerves that I could hardly get control of.
“Consequences, little one,” he mused.
“I’m a grown woman,” I tried.
“Indeed, you are, Lexie. That’s why your bottom is about to be bright,brightred,” he warned.
I renewed my fight, trying to pull my wrists free from his hands, but it was useless. I kicked my toes against the floor, but his leg held mine firmly in place. I even tried to roll right off his lap to the carpet. Nothing I did was enough to allow me even an inch of escape. He was too big, too strong, and I was at such a distinct disadvantage that nothing I did seemed to matter.
“Did I tell you I wasn’t going to tell you the truth,little one?”
His voice pointedly dropped lower with those last two words, making me feel even more small and exposed than I already was. This man had fucked me and had a finger in my bottom, and now he was going to punish me like a naughty little girl. That only made it that much worse.
He’d recognized me as a woman first.
“Kane, please,” I tried.
A ringing slap echoed loudly in the open space, and it took several long seconds for both the booming sound to fade and for me to realize that he’d actually smacked my left bottom cheek. The sting was slow to rise at first, but then it intensified as though my bottom had caught fire and the flames were beginning to build.
I pressed my legs together, trying to take stock of my body. Already, my inner thighs were drenched with my wetness, sliding embarrassingly easily against one another. My face heated with shame. I shouldn’t be turned on by this. I should be angry. I should be fighting harder.
Immediately, another strategy came to mind. Maybe this was all a ploy. Maybe he just wanted to arouse me before he took me to the other room and fucked me until I passed out.
I could look past the slap on my ass if he made me come really hard in his bed.
“Can’t you please just fuck me already?” I asked, trying to lift my bottom and show him the desire between my legs. Could he smell my arousal? Was that one of his supernatural abilities? My clit pulsed at the thought, and a part of me hoped that he could, especially if it would prevent this punishment from happening in the first place.
“In time, babygirl. We have a few things to take care of first,” he warned, and I whined, instantly realizing that my ploy to seduce him had fizzled before it had even begun.
“Please? I’ll suck your cock if you don’t do this,” I tried again, unwilling to give up just yet. He was a man, and he had needs.
Needs you can feel right now against your belly.
His cock was rock hard. He was just as aroused as I was, and that made my desire spiral on its head. My skin felt feverish, and my core squeezed tight. With deliberate intention, I rolled my body and rubbed myself against him, trying to entice him.
“If I tell you to suck my cock, babygirl, you’re going to get down on your knees like a good girl, unless you want this bare little ass spanked just like its about to be,” he warned.
His threat made my stomach pitch forward with nervous arousal, and a quiet squeak of shock escaped me. I wanted to hate it, but the idea of him forcing me to open my mouth and do exactly that made my desire rise unabated. The anger I should have felt at his expectation was nonexistent, extinguished before it even had a chance to flare to life, all by the passionate need surging in my core.
His hard cock throbbed beneath me, and it took everything in me to suppress a moan of desire. My inner walls fluttered greedily, and I wanted nothing more than for him to carry me into the other room and take what was his, long and hard enough to make me scream.
“Please fuck me, sir,” I whispered, trying a meeker, more obedient strategy.
